Mistress Sierra

 

My name is Andrew and I live a pretty ordinary life. I work a boring 9-5 job and usually just cook dinner and watch TV when I get home. It was a public holiday today and the weather was nice so I was thinking about going out for a walk. As I was putting on my shoes, my phone started ringing. Sierra was calling me.

 

Although the majority of my life was pretty plain, except for when I would see Sierra. She brought excitement and joy to my life in a way that not just anyone could. I answered the phone as soon as I saw that she wanted to talk to me.

 

“Hey Sierra, what’s up?” I asked,

 

“You’re not working today, aren’t you? You should come over.” She suggested before hanging up. It wasn’t really a suggestion though, more like an order. I get pretty excited anytime she orders me to do something for her, and this was no exception. I could feel my cock twitching and wanted to play with myself a little before leaving so I pulled off my shorts and underwear.

 

“Fuck, I forgot about this.” I sighed as I looked at my cock, trapped in the chastity cage that Sierra had put on me. My cock was twitching and trying to get hard, which was definitely not happening thanks to the metal prison that I was wearing. The sexual frustration started to turn me on so much that I started leaking precum. I used my finger to wipe the precum off my cage, eagerly sucking it clean.

 

I quickly freshened up, messaging Sierra to let her know I was on my way now. The drive was short but it felt at least twice as long, thanks to my thoughts running wild and my cock constantly trying to burst through the chastity cage. The best and worst part about this cage was its design. It was made up of many rings which allowed me to glimpse inside. I could see my cock when it was completely soft, almost as if it was accepting its new life in chastity, or I could see it struggling to get hard but failing every single time.

 

I had finally arrived at Sierra’s house, ringing the doorbell to let her know I was here. I started tapping my foot impatiently, I just couldn’t wait any longer and was starting to feel desperate. Sierra opened the door, donning a sleek latex mini dress and a black leather mask that had bunny ears.

 

“Hello Andrew, you know what to do.” She stated, closing the door behind me. I followed Sierra upstairs, telling her that I would join her soon. I walked into the spare bedroom and found what I needed on the bed: A harness and a leather hood. I took off my clothes, setting them aside before picking up the harness. It was pretty easy to put on as it was already adjusted to fit me perfectly. Next was the hood, which was harder to do as it impaired my vision and I had to put it on by myself. Sierra used to do it for me, but she started making me do it alone as punishment for disobeying her.

 

I looked in the mirror before leaving, the sight of myself turning me on even more than I already was. I was in decent shape already and the harness accentuated my chest and shoulders. The black leather hood always got me excited, it was honestly so humiliating to wear. What kind of person would choose to wear something as crazy as this? I would because I’m an obedient sub and will do what is asked of me, most of the time anyway.

 

I walked over to Sierra’s bedroom door, knocking on it before getting on my hands and knees. The first thing she did after opening the door was attaching a leash to the collar of my hood. Sierra strutted towards her bed, the short leash forcing me to crawl quickly on my hands and knees to keep up with her.

 

“Get on the bed now.” She ordered, yanking at my chain to move faster.

 

“Yes Mistress.” I answered, obediently climbing onto the bed.

 

“Wait here, I’m in the mood for something different.” She said before walking over to her wardrobe.

 

“Get on your hands and knees and spread your legs for me, slave.” I immediately complied, becoming more aroused with the way she assumed complete control over me. I felt cuffs being attached to my ankles and wrists, realising that she had just restrained me with a spreader bar.

 

My head was pushed into the bed, leaving my ass exposed. Time slowed down as I anxiously waited for Sienna to do something. My mind snapped back to reality as I felt the harsh force of a paddle against my bare ass. The sting quickly subsided, only to reappear when she hit my other cheek. I moaned out in pleasure as she continued to spank my ass.

 

“Mistress, may I please look at my ass?”

 

I heard her take some photos before bringing her phone over to me, swiping through them slowly. Looking at my bright red cheeks made my cock as hard as it could possibly get. I was so horny that my body was trembling.

 

“Looks like my little slave needs some relief.” Sienna stated, noticing how much my cock was leaking. She wiped it up, using it to tease my smooth hole.

 

“I think my slave wants a nice, fat cock in his ass.” She said, teasing me with her words and her fingers.

 

“Yes please Mistress.” I said in between moans as she slowly slid her finger inside me.

 

Sienna ordered me to beg for it, and if I was convincing enough she would grant my wish.

 

“Please Mistress, your slave is so horny and desperate. I love having cock in me when I’m locked up, hoping that I’ll be able to cum from being fucked. Please use my ass for your pleasure.” I moaned out in desperation, praying that I had persuaded her.

 

“Good boy, I love hearing you when you’re so desperate and horny.”

 

Sienna briefly walked away, coming back with some lube and a dildo. She lubed up my hole and the dildo, ordering me to push back onto it to show how eager I was. I did as I was asked until I had reached the base, which is when Sienna surprised me. This wasn’t just a dildo, it was a dildo attached to a fuck machine. She turned it on as I reached the base causing the dildo to slowly retract. It almost slid out of my hole before it swapped directions, slowly pushing deep into my ass again. “Thank you Mistress” I yelled out, moaning as the dildo started to thrust faster.

 

After what felt like 5-10 minutes of heaven, Sienna left the room. She reappeared, talking to someone that was with her.

 

“My slave needs some real cock, use him as you please.” I was barely able to make out what she had said. My moans along with the noise from the fuck machine and the hood I was wearing made it hard to hear properly.

 

The man approached me, grabbing my head and pulling it to face his hard cock. He demanded that I suck his cock and I happily obliged. I swirled my tongue around the tip, getting the head nice and wet before taking more of his cock in my mouth. It was hard for me to properly blow him in this position, so he moved even closer and started to face fuck me.

 

I was gagging on his cock that he had forced down my throat, only getting a few seconds to recover before I found his cock inside my mouth again.

 

“You want some real cock in your ass now, boy?”

“Yes sir, please fuck my ass with your big cock.”

The fuck machine was fun but it was too robotic for me, I needed a man that would get lost in the heat of the moment to pleasure me.

 

After turning off the fuck machine and pushing it aside, he came up behind me and started to slide his cock in me. He put one hand on my shoulder and used his other hand to grab onto my locked up cock, forcing me down onto his cock as he fucked me. I couldn’t help but moan as I felt his fingers rub against the tip of my cock, which was bulging out from the end of the cage.

 

“Thank you for letting me … service this man, Mistress.” I moaned loudly in the middle of my sentence as I felt his cock slam my prostate. My moaning became louder and more frequent as he continued to use my hole, until I started to cum everywhere. Sierra walked over to make me eat my own cum, which turned on the man so much that he filled my ass with a hot, sticky load of cum.

 

After the man had left, Sienna started to look after me. We had a bath together and talked about the session. I told her that I enjoyed everything and would love to do it again sometime. Spending time together after was nice, especially with how intense things could get. She walked me out and I drove home, back to my seemingly plain and ordinary life. Thankfully I have a chastity cage to remind me of all the fun I get to have with my mistress.

Author: Alison ♥

If you were wondering, Andrew was wearing the Ringmaster Chastity Cage in this story.

Well, maybe this was more than just a story.